The last tomb was crawling with Grave Walkers. The Tower held a fey sorcerer; we lost Tring there, blasted by eldritch fire; Artum fell as we ran from the trolls of the deep woods, but for now, the village is safe. Tonight we’ll restock the gear a ...

In the perpetual gloom of the underworld’s massive vaults, strange creatures prey on those eking out a living in the ruins of ancient halls. Only the bravest of adventurers prowl the rubble, seeking forgotten riches and wondrous artifacts. This Co ...